T-Will - New Warlins (ChiRaq Remix) lyrics

[T-Will] In the Summer time, it's huntin time Got a bad b**h, she down for mine When the money come she won't leave But she make the sh** so I don't complain Got one watch, got a couple chains Got a few n***as don't play at games It's a new n***a, keep it on the low Can't prove yourself, that ain't how it go This ain't Chiraq, it's New Warlins, n***as get k**ed for stallin You stutterin while you talkin, paranoia make you a target It's a celebration, b**h I just graduated Was gon celebrate but n***as don't wanna see you make it n***a got clapped up, down the block In the car shots never stopped Ask Mal we was in the spot 30 mins later, block still ain't hot Police don't come they scared too Our guns bigger, they fed too Our guns bigger than the feds' too Crack fiends be gettin fed too Them zombies outta they heads too They'll do it for a line They do it for a line how these hoes do it for the Vine Do it to the trap, I ain't gon do it Do it for the map, that's why I make music Do it cause they can't, they know they losin Do it to the bank, f** that let's do it Mask on my head now they can't identify me All these f**in rounds just bullet proofed my body Had to tell the teller b**h you bet not tell nobody Don't press that f**in bu*ton they gon have to televise it Noddin her head yes, no call of distress Made it out scott free, I ain't even need this vest Bout 50 n***as just down to ride Can't tell em stop when it's hammer time Some n***as might let ya slide But these n***as don't mercify When that choppa dance it's electrifyin Call that sh**, the electric slide Lightenin strike when a God die My nerves bad with a cloudy sky Bow down, bow down, n***a all hail me Rest in Peace to Speaker Knockerz, Rest in Peace to Doe B Rest in Peace to Amos, they let Crunch go free Tired of everybody stuntin, said they knew the old me If you thinkin I done changed, you didn't know the whole me After Syko run it Rest in Peace to this whole beat [King Bronz] Stories told all the time, never know which one the truth Some n***as ain't fit to live, never know is they for you But I been down for mine & all my n***as down too Not many n***as get a loot & say make it do what it do Gotta couple n***as I f** with, couple hoes I bust in No kid, got plan b, motha f**a I'm lucky I get high as f**, I rock the cleanest clothes Steeziest n***a with the baddest hoes New Warlins n***a from head to toe When elevatin my logo Throw it up, middle fingers, don't give a f** Down to ride like a school bus & all my n***as utenciled up I got n***as that love to bang, n***as that never fold My uncle in the kitchen cookin crack up on the stove His morals f**ed up & these stories they untold But I'm here to keep it G, & I put that on my soul f**, look in my eyes & you see anger n***a All this time pa**ed & my paw, he still a stranger n***a Like I did him somethin but f** em, it ain't changin n***a I went by Kali house & I became a gang member Ugh, now put your hands up King Bronz in this b**h, it's the anthem [Syko Solja] Welcome to the town of the choppas, we often pop em Foldin n***as up for the pasta like empanadas Prolly poppin out with the blocka, no Serge Ibaka All you hear is bow bow bow, adlibs of Waka Flocka We got yoppas wit the hunnit drums, Glocks equipped with Monkey Nuts If you wanna f** with us, we'll give your a** a tummy tuck f** it bruh, if you really want it you can have it It don't matter when we spazzin, we clappin at any gatherin Anywhere, Anytime, Mardi Gras, Second Line If you swerve your d**h this time, we get your a** a second time It's gon be a genocide, buku clips you fufu b**h Shoot 2 clips, then shoot 2 clips, reload 2 more then shoot you b**h You know who you foolin with? All my n***as true to this Quick to do some ruthless sh**, leave you stink like sewages Matter fact, I'm through with this, I'll k** you on some music sh** Put the Red Light to your Word Of Mouf & get Ludacris Stupid sh**, like bunnies I'm out my rabbid mind Too legit, no touchin me when it's hammer time Foolish b**h, my guns equipped with that rapid fire When that Mac book, I ain't talkin bout a Macintosh Get it? Macbook, Macintosh.. Nevermind, if you missed it then Ima let it slide Just tell my thot, if she ever rat where my cheddar at I'm drummin like a metal band, Bullet For My Valentine Dammit slime, how many n***as must I wack Until these b**hes envision how viscious I act I'm from New Warlins n***a, f** a ChiRaq We got guns that sound like snare rolls & hi-hats ..Just like that (x3) Man f** these n***as bruh